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The woman seemed deeply distressed, though nothing appeared to be physically wrong with her. A perpetual smirk tugged at dark lips as the Queen stood silently, merely watching. The pale woman slumped to the grown, looking as though she had died. The Queen would clear her throat, hoping to catch this woman's attention. It appeared as though she had something she needed to control or that she wanted to forget. Perhaps the temptress could help with this. The woman had taken many under her wing and turned them into something great. Maybe this one could be added to her list.